The Queen's silent prayer finally came to an end after a long time, and it was a great celebration for the Barriaridots.

A lot happened during this time, the arrival of the Pope, all the bad news for Juana and his wife, and the unease that people had caused because the queen could not come to power.

Now it seemed that everything was well, and the Castilians could once again meet their noble and majestic queen, much to the delight of many and the gloating of others.

Ferdinand had not had a good time these days, he could feel the obvious hostility from all sides, and the Castilian people had an instinctive resistance to Ferdinand sitting alone on the throne, even though he was the husband of the queen and the father of the future queen, but this resistance was still so strong and obvious.

Of course, there are many years of grudges between Castile and Aragorn, but more often than not, there is an instinctive distrust of an outsider.

Alexander also felt this distrust deeply, which gave him a new perspective on the challenges and dilemmas he might face in the future.

Ulliu had already left Valriaridud, and he would first go to Valencia to join Tiego and then take a ship to the French port of Argod in the Mediterranean.

When Alexander planned this route for him, he had thought of letting him pass through Portugal so that he could see the situation in Lisbon today, but the news from Tiego had discouraged him.

Because there was a little accident in Montperier in France, it would have made Alexander think that it might be better for Ullius to go directly to France.

Argode is very close to Montpellier, and it only takes three to five days to survive from Valencia to land in France and then reach its destination as soon as possible.

Sending Ulius to France was not Alexander's whim, and during this time he had gradually realized that although the use of the intelligence network established by Tiego before was indeed fruitful to obtain a lot of useful information, because of the special environment of Iberia, at least Ulius could only play a spy here, which was obviously overkill for Uliu.

And the changes that have taken place in France over the past few months require someone to be there to take charge of the overall situation for him.

Although France does not have a good reputation as a "filial son of God", it is still not comparable to Iberia, so Ulliu is more able to show his strength there, rather than only asking for news by selling his lust to the cook or maid.

The defeat in Italy had caused a lot of turmoil in France, and France was now in a state of panic and confusion because of the run on the gold coins of Ladia, and in Montpellier something that left many people dumbfounded, even Alexander was not only a little dumbfounded when he heard the news, but also even more difficult for Louis XII to accept.

The Montperieries, declared their independence from the rule of the King of France.

When he heard the news, Alexander's mind quickly flashed through the tricolor, the guillotine, revolutionary slogans, and many more shadows that made him almost mistake time out of order.

Although this mess was only a fleeting moment, Alexander did not think that it was cranky, after all, it was France, after all, it was French, so it was not unusual for anything to happen.

This made Alexander feel that France was a good place for Ulliu, and that in a few years France and the Ottomans would be close to each other, and that no matter how bad a Moorish life would be in France, it would not be worse than in Iberia.

Isabella's audience was held on the first day of August, the queen sat on the throne from a distance, all the ministers bowed to the queen, Ferdinand stood sideways beside Isabella, even in such a hot season, in order to show solemnity, the queen and his wife also wore gorgeous and thick gowns, and Ferdinand held a huge scepter almost as tall as him.

This picture seems to fully demonstrate the majesty of the queen and her husband, and at the same time set off Ferdinand's love for his wife, if it were not for the queen's slightly haggard look, some people would even ask the painter to make a picture of "The Queen's Prayer and Enlightenment".

Isabella silently looked at the ministers in front of her, her gaze sometimes slightly off her husband who was standing aside, although the whole ceremony was quite solemn, but also very simple, but even then she still gasped sharply because she could not bear the weakness of her body.

Although there are not many people who know the truth about the queen's silent prayer, this does not mean that there is no speculation, except for the common people, there are already people among some nobles who are secretly talking about what happened in the court, but no one dares to stand up openly and question it.

Now looking at the Queen's not optimistic appearance, the previous speculation seems to have been proven, which makes the ministers vaguely nervous, they don't know what the Queen's physical condition is now, which makes them even more uneasy.

So when Isabella motioned to leave a few of her close courtiers behind, although the nobles tried desperately to retreat, when they got outside, the people couldn't bear it anymore and began to whisper.

"Looks like they're all worried about my health," Isabella didn't get up, although this was not her daily office, but after the dismissal of the servants, there were only a few people in the huge palace, "I don't know how many of them wanted to see me sick." ”

"Your Majesty, all love you and are loyal to you," said one of the ministers respectfully, "you have done enough for Castile to make the most hard-hearted man offer his faithfulness, or else be punished by God." ”

"You are so good at talking, I am not yet arrogant enough to think that you can receive the same devout allegiance as His Majesty the Pope," Isabella said, glancing at her husband as if she wanted to get approval from him, and seeing Ferdinand nodding slightly, she continued, "Then how did you arrange my meeting with the Pope?" ”

"Your Majesty, you can go directly to the Palace of the Rose Horn, which is big enough and more convenient," Don Makrosbein stepped forward and said, as one of the people who knew the queen's physical condition best, the treasurer was worried that the overly heavy rituals might make the queen unbearable, although the doctor repeatedly assured him that the queen had recovered after bloodletting and vasting, but just look at her haggard face even after makeup to see that things are not so rosy, "You can rest in the palace beforehand, And you only need to come out to meet with the Pope, and the things before or after that are entirely up to us, and I believe that the Pope is more concerned about your audience. ”

"And what about Juana?"

Isabella's sudden inquiry made everyone stunned for a moment, and some people even involuntarily glanced at Ferdinand, seeing the expressionless face of the king, and people suddenly realized that the queen was so concerned about the matter of meeting the pope, and maybe there were other intentions.

"Is she crazy?!"

When he finally returned to his living room, even though the thick door was closed, the roar from inside could still be faintly heard, and if it were not for the guards standing far away, the king's accusation might have spread throughout the court.

"Your Majesty, you have to keep your emotions in check," the secretary of the courtier, who was also a courtier, whispered as he helped Ferdinand take off his cumbersome gown, "Sing if you want to be angry, preferably in Catalan, so that anyone may not know what you are saying." ”

"Your flamboyant tongue will kill you one day," Ferdinand glared at his entourage fiercely, although he knew that he was admonishing himself, but this cynicism still made him unhappy, "but don't you think she is really crazy, don't she know what Juana is like now, but she still wants Juana to go to the Pope." ”

"Isn't that what you want to see," the attendant asked, a little puzzled, "forgive me for saying that if the princess behaves in front of the pope, it will only be good for you, isn't it, and why do you oppose the queen's decision?" ”

"Yes, it does seem to be good for me, but have you ever thought about it, if Juana really lost her temper in front of the Pope, wouldn't she ask the Pope to perform an exorcism for Juana?"

Ferdinand circled around the room indignantly, and he stopped and pointed to his retinue: "What would you do if you were Alexander VI, do you want to say that you can't perform such a ritual as an agent of Jesus Christ on earth, or that you can't perform such a ritual after an exorcism?" ”

Who listened from the stunned and thought for a while and finally pouted: "Of course not, that will make me very embarrassed, I can only say that I succeeded, and then ......"

"Then Juana will be able to carry out the regency as a matter of course, and at that time, I will not be able to control her, at least I have no reason to directly affect her."

Ferdinand continued to walk back and forth, he felt Isabella's strong distrust of him, which made him annoyed but helpless, their relationship had long since lost their closeness, or even if they had many children, in fact they were more allies than husband and wife, and now Isabella was obviously thinking more about her Castile future, which also made Ferdinand even more worried that she might make more decisions against him in order to curb his ambitions.

"Your Majesty's body," the attendant said before pausing, and seeing that Ferdinand's face was gloomy, he had no intention of stopping it, so he continued, "Although Your Majesty's illness has been cured this time, her health is obviously not as good as before, which is not a good sign, so if you want to do something, you must do it as soon as possible." ”

"Of course I know," Ferdinand glanced at his retinue with annoyance, he sometimes found this man to be a real annoyance, and always said things that would make him unhappy, "but what to do, I have to put up with that arrogant Gonzalo even now, and if you see the letter he wrote to me, you should know how arrogant that man is." ”

Who has not picked up this time, he knows very well when he can make fun of the stupid things that the king has done, but when he should close his mouth and pretend to be deaf.

Gonzalo Córdoba is this kind of taboo that cannot be touched, that person's arrogance in front of Ferdinand is the king's deepest hatred but helpless, relying on Isabella's favor, Gonzalo not only in the letter, but even many times in front of Ferdinand, which has long been a stagnant heart disease in the king's heart.

What made Ferdinand even more concerned was that Gonzalo was the leader of the recalcitrant Castilians, who he sometimes wondered might be a stumbling block to the future unification of the two countries.

"The letter from the governor of Sicily has been sorted out for you," said the attendant, who suddenly changed the subject, and when he saw the king looking at him with blazing eyes, the attendant smiled, "There are some things in it that you may want to see, I mean some of them are about the Gonzalo." ”

Ferdinand responded thoughtfully, he knew that his followers must have found something, or that he could make something if needed, but even if he had the evidence to deal with that Gonzalo, how could he use it?

"Maybe the Duke of Rome Thesia can help us." The retinue suggested, and seeing the king's pensive expression, the retinue retreated to the side and waited patiently.

Ferdinand pondered, although Alexander had revealed his intention to help him before, Ferdinand also had his own concerns.

As a husband and wife, Ferdinand was more familiar with Isabella than anyone else, and he knew that Isabella's affection for Gonzalo was not only because of his loyalty, but also because Isabella needed someone to keep him in check.

Isabella gave her army to Gonzalo and also gave him the responsibility of defending her heir.

Isabella did not want to see the crown of Castile fall into the hands of an outsider, and she could tolerate her descendants having Austrian ancestry, because then the Kingdom of Castile still existed.

But she would not allow a descendant of the royal family of Portugal or England to wear her crown.

She also could not tolerate Ferdinand's control of Juana, which was the real reason why she wanted to support Gonzalo vigorously.

Gonzalo, which had become Ferdinand's greatest obstacle to eradicating the supreme power of Castella.

"Go and send a letter to the duke, and tell him that I am not interested in collecting taxes from the sugar cane plantations of Crete, but that I can help him reclaim what belongs to him."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The attendant immediately bowed and left, looking at his back, Ferdinand groaned slightly, picked up the bell on the table and shook it a few times.

A maid stepped out of a secret door.

"Go and ask the Queen's attendants, when Your Majesty will have time, and I would like to visit her."

The maid nodded silently and left.

When Ferdinand was alone in the room, he sat down in a chair, his fingers tapping slowly on the tabletop.

In the Rose Horn Palace, Alexander VI listened quietly as his new secretary reported on the arrangements for Queen Isabella's upcoming audience with the Pope.

Nomerlo's departure was a big loss for Alexander VI, although when he heard that he had decided to stay in Rome, he knew that Nomelo had decided to leave him, but Alexander VI still felt that Nomelo was the most satisfying of his men.

When he heard that Isabella would come to the Palace of the Rose Horn, Alexander VI raised his hand to stop the words of his entourage.

"Is the Queen coming here?"

"Of course, Your Majesty," said the secretary with some emotion, since leaving the Vatican, they have not enjoyed this glory for a long time, and even the prestige that once existed in Rome seems to have been a distant dream, and now they seem to have finally returned to their former glory, "Her Majesty will be with Princess Juana, and at the same time Your Majesty asks that you be able to conduct her confessional dispersal for the Princess. ”

The secretary was still chattering excitedly about the next steps, completely oblivious to Alexander VI's furrowed brow, until he finally noticed that something seemed to be wrong, and his voice grew quieter and finally stopped.

"It would be nice if Nomelo was here," Alexander VI's words instantly made the secretary blush, he didn't know what he was dissatisfied with the pope, which made him even more uneasy, but Alexander VI didn't seem to notice his emotions, the pope first waved his hand at will to ask the secretary to step down, and then stopped him, "Go and get the duke, and tell him that I have something very important to discuss with him." ”

When the Pope lamented that there was no one around him who could use it properly, Alexander was also worried about facing the same trouble.

Ulliu's departure caused him far more trouble than he thought, and although the Balkans were brave, he obviously did not need them to fight and kill, and for a moment Alexander felt a little constrained.

It was at this time that an uninvited visit made Alexander seem to see a glimmer of light.

This was not the first time Thomas Tongomada had visited the house, and the Queen's personal priest was now in full power, and while the Inquisition was thriving, the priest wielding a butcher's knife for Isabella himself became one of the most feared figures in Castile.

So when Thomas Tongomada appeared outside Alexander's house, many people trembled with fear because they recognized him, and they watched in horror as the terrible priest stepped out of the carriage and stood in front of the house.

This made everyone sigh secretly for the sad fate of this family.

"Duke, I hope my visit has not inconvenienced you," Thomas Tangomada said with a smile as he looked at Alexander, who was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a sword in one hand and a towel in the other, no one would have thought that such a terrible man's smile would be extraordinarily amiable, but no one would believe that there was even a little mercy and tolerance behind his kind smile, "But I was introduced by a friend here." ”

"Who's this friend you're talking about?" Alexander asked quietly.

Thomas Tangomada laughed as he looked at Alexander, but his smile seemed so strange and uncomfortable: "It's a noble lord we all know, Count of Naples, Mordillo. ”